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	<title>Comments on: Going Home?</title>
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	<description>Casting a little flavor (and a few aspersions) on the world of food, drink, and life</description>
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		<title>By: dan</title>
		<link>http://www.saltshaker.net/20070727/going-home#comment-78580</link>
		<dc:creator>dan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 12:40:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This just in from a reader who stumbled on the site:

&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the wonderful tribute to growing up in Ann Arbor, especially in Orchard Hills. I would have been a few years younger; my family lived on Bluett, just one lot over from the corner of Antietam.  I recall walking past Thurston Pond on the way to school, then later to Clague Middle School.  I spent countless hours fishing that pond, and just as many skating on it in the winter.  We threw snowballs at the city bus; played countless hours of backyard football and whiffle ball; trekked up to the mall that had the drug store and an ice cream place.  (And wasn’t there some place called Boljoes, or some such?!) 

It was about as idyllic as a childhood could be. 

I wish I could go back there one more time. I suspect that everything would look much smaller than my memory would suggest.  Still, it was truly special place.  

At any rate, thanks for the dose of nostalgia. &lt;/em&gt;</description>
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<p><em>Thank you for the wonderful tribute to growing up in Ann Arbor, especially in Orchard Hills. I would have been a few years younger; my family lived on Bluett, just one lot over from the corner of Antietam.  I recall walking past Thurston Pond on the way to school, then later to Clague Middle School.  I spent countless hours fishing that pond, and just as many skating on it in the winter.  We threw snowballs at the city bus; played countless hours of backyard football and whiffle ball; trekked up to the mall that had the drug store and an ice cream place.  (And wasn’t there some place called Boljoes, or some such?!) </p>
<p>It was about as idyllic as a childhood could be. </p>
<p>I wish I could go back there one more time. I suspect that everything would look much smaller than my memory would suggest.  Still, it was truly special place.  </p>
<p>At any rate, thanks for the dose of nostalgia. </em></p>
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		<title>By: Saratica</title>
		<link>http://www.saltshaker.net/20070727/going-home#comment-61616</link>
		<dc:creator>Saratica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 01:16:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a great idea, that elementary school reunion! Looking forward to Roots A2...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a great idea, that elementary school reunion! Looking forward to Roots A2&#8230;</p>
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